you've got to quit moaning, and get on with growing
put all your bad habits at bay
the glory in dying, the outbreak of crying
that swept all my fears away

do you still wonder what roof I'm living under
we ain't spoke in five years
and things are so different, you can't trust in cupid
he shot me and fucked me up bad
the photos and letters that make me feel sadder
than when you release me
so philip stop crying, you've got to keep trying
stay focused and easy

you've got to quit moaning, and get on with growing
put all your bad habits at bay
the glory in dying, the outbreak of crying
that swept all my fears away